Authors Note: AH Yes I am on a role! Cherry Soda Boy and the Skater Boy, all the boys are being updated! YAY! Okay one thing though, I know everyone hates the Title, but I am not changing it. In no way does this story have anything to do with that crappy Avril lavinge song, The Sk8er Boi. Look I even correctly spelt the title happy? Good. This is quick chapter…you all are going to hate me cries IM SICK IN THE HEAD!

Chapter 7

The Bruises and The Revelation

It was not bad enough that Link went to bed with his ex girlfriend, but for the past two days, he was treated like cold hearted monster by his friends and brothers. Once news hit that Link abandoned Zelda at the club, Lara, Mia and Malon made sure to lecture him about "feelings" and "women." The worse hour of his life, which consisted of, lecturing, as said before, throwing random objects, smacking, hitting, and a disgusting 15 minute video about a woman's menstrual cycle courtesy of the sadistic Mia.

If being tortured by three women scorned was not enough, his two darling brothers decided to have a whack at him. Dave was actually nicer, giving him a nice talk to talk about how what he did was wrong on so many levels. He even Link gave some solutions like calling Zelda and try to reconcile, adding he should call himself an idiot for the next few days. However, Matthew was not so nice. Instead of talking, he resorted to taunting, scaring and most of all screwing with Link mind. For example, he wallpapered Links room with pictures of their dearly departed grandmother, saying in little talk bubble, "You will burn in hell you naughty boy." To further add to the torture, he snuck into Link's room, for the past two nights, and let bugs loose if the guitarist's bed while he slept. One sneaky little bug even got into Link mouth before he woke up.

Finally, after two days of torture, he picked up the phone to call Zelda. Link had no idea what to say to the ex-princess; "I'm sorry" was not was not good enough, nor payment for the crime he committed.

The phone rang three times before someone answered, and that someone was not Zelda.

"Hello," a manly stuck-up voice, answered.

"Umm hey, can I speak to Zelda," Link said raising an eyebrow.

"Who shall I say is calling?"

"Uhh, Link."

There was silence on the other end, an eerie deadly silence. Link hoped whoever this guy was had gone to fetch Zelda. However, the silence only told him, he was breathing angrily into the phone. Link clutched the phone hard, knowing that something was not right. Even though Charles was her boyfriend, Zelda did not seem like the type of girl to let him move in without a "ring", let alone allow him to stay the night. It was only 10 am, there was no why in Link's mind Charles or any man would be there.

"I'm sorry," the voice finally returned, "But Zelda is busy right now. Shall I take a message."

'Busy,' Link thought to himself, 'What the fuck is she busy doing at ten in the morning.'

"Just tell her to call me back."

"Will do."

Link hung up the phone without saying goodbye. Deep down he knew something was wrong, Zelda was in some kind of trouble. He knew this feeling could stem from the fact he hated Charles with every fiber of his being. That man did not seem right in the head, and the way Zelda acted around him only made his feeling of dread stronger. Charles could be physically harming Zelda. He fit the profile of a deranged wife-beater. Normal…to normal.

'I always said never trust the normies,' Link thought to himself, staring at the phone hoping Zelda could find a way to call him back.

"Did you call her?" Dave asked, walking into Link bedroom.

"Yeah, but she did not answer."

"Oh well, then try again later."

"I don't think that will help." Link turned to face his brother, obviously concern in his eyes, "Did Malon ever mention Zelda's boyfriend to you?"

"Yeah. Charles is his name right? Malon told me she did not trust the guy ever since she found those bruises on Zelda's arm."

Link was taken aback by this new revelation. He had heard nothing of this. Now, Malon knew and never told him. Did he not have to right to know? This only made Link worry more, on top of the anger he suddenly felt towards that monster Charles.

"I have to go."

"Listen Zelda, I can not just ignore this."

"Well you are going to have to try."

Zelda briskly walked past Malon to get to her locker. She was quitting.

"I can't just let you quit your job and run away to marry Charles."

"What is wrong with Charles," Zelda snapped, glaring ay Malon with her innocent blue eyes. Malon ignore the glare and continued.

"For one thing, he is kicking your ass every fuckin chance he gets."

Zelda slammed the locker close, stomping up to Malon.

"Look, he had never touched me, EVER…" Malon slapped her hand over Zelda mouth, flashing her a dangerous look.

"Saids the girl, with the nice black eye…"

Zelda stood silent.

"You did not have that two nights ago…and I doubt you did that to yourself, and do not fuckin say you fell down the fuckin stairs because I have heard all that shit when Mia would come here, her arms broken in three places or her face so bruised up you could barely recognize her. I saw all this before, and I was stupid for ignoring it, and It almost got my best friend killed at the hand of her own fuckin father. So, do not come in here, acting like I am some stupid, ignorant bitch who can not see her new best friend is getting her ass kicked by her fuckin deranged boyfriend."

Malon removed her hand from Zelda's mouth and waited for the girl to say something. Nothing. Zelda looked away, trying hard to fight the tears that threaten to fall from her angelic blue eyes. She did not want to make matters worse by admitting to Malon that Charles had used her as a punching bag for the past two days. "I…" she began, but was quickly silenced by the ear shattering ring from the telephone. "Get that…I won't leave."

Malon sighed, and silenced the ringing by answering. "Hello?"

"MALON!" Link shouted, causing Malon to cringe, "Is Zelda there!"

"Yeah," Malon said raising an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Good! Keep her there!"

"OH I plan to."

"I do not trust this Charles bastard! Keep her there, I want to apologize and see if I can get her to tell me anything. If she looks like she is about to leave, HOG tie her! Seduce her! Do something, just do not let her leave."

"Link were are you?"

"…Outside Zelda's apartment…"

"Oh for the love of Nayru!" She hissed, "Get your ass over here."

"Yeah yeah PEACE!"

"Link?" Zelda asked curiously.

"Oh," Malon said softly, hanging up the phone, "Uhh, yeah he just wanted to know if his band could play tonight. You know…You could stay and watch him…before you leave."

"No…" Zelda said choking on her words, "I have to go."

Malon walked in front of Zelda, placing her hands gently on Zelda shoulders. "I am not handing you over to the fuckin sharks."

Zelda sighed pushing Malon's hands off her, "I am fine."

"Liar."

Link drove about 20 miles over the speed limit to get to the club before Malon ran out of ideas to keep Zelda hostage. However, pulling up to the club, he saw Charles leaning against his expensive, new, red Mercedes Benz. Link smiled, wanting so badly to just "accidentally" crash into the assholes car. No time though, the most important thing was to get inside and talk to Zelda. Illegal activities shall be saved for a later date.

He paid no mind to the evil death glare Charles shot at him, instead, he ran into the club.